Guru Boboiboy Novels & Stories

Control Issues had decided I was the only one who "didn't make it taste like burnt dirt.” I reached for the mug when my phone buzzed. Then buzzed again, and again. I frowned, pulling it out quickly. Rowan, my boyfriend of five years. I leaned against the counter and opened the messages. Rowan: You didn’t forget tonight, did you? I blinked. Shoot! Another message came in almost immediately. Rowan: That “shoot” you just said? Yeah, I heard it in my head. Which means you forgot. I winced. He knows me way too well.

Long-scarred boy grinned wickedly, and came to hold one of my hands, while his other hand angled the phone camera to capture everything. “Stupid girl,” Bobby hollered, standing up to remove his trousers completely. “You brought this upon yourself. If you had just stayed away from Damian, Boss wouldn’t hate you this much. Plus, you wouldn’t give yourself to me. How do you expect me to watch you catwalk everyday with this fat ass and do nothing? Mehn! I am so going to drill you roughly today,” he rubbed his palms and bent to cover me. Oh no, this is it…

SOMEONE CALLED MY NAME. "Tru!" I looked up at the boy running down the corridor. It was Bobby. He kicked away an empty chip bag and slid to the ground next to me. He had suffered from years of depression after his parents were killed. And according to Dante I had unintentionally "healed" him. Bobby hugged me, which was awkward since I didn't think we were the hugging type of friends. "You're okay! I tried to call you, but you didn't answer. Ruthie said you were sick."

Get out" He ordered and she scurried off in happiness. Almost immediately Ricardo's phone beeped and he picked up his phone. He grinned when he saw a message from Alex. {Gay partner canceled appointment, I'm about to commit suicide.} {Go ahead} {Hey man, don't you care about your best friend anymore?} {I don't, Tsk I don't feel like cruising right now Alex} {Why?} {Cus I'm fuckin angry right now, I can't seem to even enjoy sex with my bitch.} {Wow! Then you must be fuckin angry, reasons?} {My monster father showed up at the mansion and the crazy bitch from last night turned out to be the girl who applied for the secretary position}

"You'll pay for touching my wife," Jethro growled, his fists tightening. A possessive man like him could never possibly be okay with his wife being almost sullied by a bunch of low-life assholes. "You talk big for a twink. Don't you know who I am? I’m Drac Dog!" the man himself retorted, a little incensed at Jethro's lack of deference. "No clue who you are,” Jethro snapped back. Drac Dog trembled in rage. "So that’s how you wanna play, huh? All right, class is now in session. I’m gonna ingrain into your muscle memory just who you're dealing with!"

When he tried a second time the smoke went into his eyes, which was almost as bad. "Maybe you should practice at home," Jayce said, giving him a pitying smile. It hadn't occurred to him that the big bad school bully was a human being capable of pity or kindness, but the look on his face seemed genuine. "That's your homework. Forget whatever the teachers give you."

Rebecca said trying to persuade him. "Even I agree sir, A worker like Chef Grots is by far our best chef and experienced man, if we fire him we loose him to a better company or worse him starting his own restaurant". Jake said trying to pacify him too, he thought about it more after hearing jakes opinion,

But today it's gonna be just about us. Tomorrow. Samuel can wait till tomorrow. "Yes Boss!"

I looked back down to resume my turn, but before I could putt, Bobby whispered, “Yeah . . . but what if there was something we could do? Or something someone could do?” Reverend McIlvian’s a healer. I stood up straight, dropped my club and waved for Bobby to stop, as if he were about to drive over a cliff. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold it. You’re not talking about Rev. McNuggett, are you? Tell me your parents didn’t sell you that hokey ‘he’s a healer,’ bit too.”

Kaya wala na din akong naririnig na mga salitang bobo sa mga magulang ko. Kaso ngayon ang daming nambubully kay Xzyrile at sa akin kaya lagi akong napapaaway dahil sinasabihan nila akong bobo, at nasasaktan ako hindi para sa akin, kundi para kay Xzyrile. Hindi direkta ang pagsabi nila sa kanya, pero siya ang sumasagot sa mga quizzes at exam ko. "Kahit tumataas na ang mga score mo, bobo ka pa rin, Xzyra! KAHIT KAILAN BOBO KA PA RIN!" Sabi ng lalaking nasa harapan ko.